Divorce Anxiety

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Samuel’s brows drew together when he heard her last name. “What’s your relationship with each other?”

Leonard’s eyes cut to him. “We don’t have one.”

Kelly’s gaze darkened noticeably. “Yeah, we’re just friends.”

Kathleen gave her a pointed look. It doesn’t look like they’re just platonic friends.

“Let’s go in, Mommy. I’m hungry.” Desiree pouted.

“All right.” Kathleen nodded. “You can put Desi down, Mr. Sullivan. She can walk on her own.”

Leonard did as told, and Desiree held Kathleen’s hand. “I want shrimp, Mommy.”

“Sure.” Kathleen smiled and led Desiree inside.

Meanwhile, Samuel glanced at Eilam and asked in a deep, affectionate voice, “Aren’t you hungry?”

“I’m a man; I can endure hunger for a bit,” Eilam answered sensibly, holding onto Samuel’s other hand.

Samuel’s gaze softened. “All right, come along. We’ll go look for Mommy and Desi.”

“Okay!” The little boy nodded enthusiastically.

Leonard smirked at Ryder. “He has a wingman. What about you?”

Ryder grunted softly and strode into the restaurant.

Then, Leonard turned toward Kelly. “You can handle your parents alone, yeah? I won’t be heading up, then.”

Her parents were here on the second floor as well.

She said, “If you don’t show up with me, I’ll be in for a tongue lashing.”

Leonard’s expression cooled. “Kelly, I think I’ve made myself very clear.”

“I’m not twisting your arm here, Leonard. This is not an indication that I like you. I wouldn’t have met you if my family hadn’t pressured me,” she asserted.

“To be clear, it’s for the best if you don’t have feelings for me. I don’t want any trouble. Please tell your parents to give up trying to matchmake both of us,” he stated matter-of-factly.

think my parents are the only ones to blame? Why don’t you say that to

her

ago, and you are worse seven years later. You’re nothing but a piece of trash!” she spat

reincarnate into her body? She used to be meek and cute, and that version

and made

spooned Desiree’s favorite foods onto it, and

to look at her son. “What

to eat proteins

and you should drink more milk as

grow to be as tall as Daddy?” Eilam

your daddy, and you’re his son. You’ll be just

met her gaze squarely. “Mommy, I want food that will make me grow

up.” Kathleen made a plate for him and eyed Samuel’s

Leonard, “Mr. Sullivan, would you

hesitated before

but Samuel spoke up. “What should

caused her to still and successfully returned her attention to

you. I’m injured now and don’t know what to eat. You should decide

me. This

plate and took

and didn’t show a hint of annoyance.

put in front of him, even if

a plate heaped with a variety of greens

brows furrowed. “Aren’t you going to sit

His answer was

better to look after the kids ourselves and

 Samuel’s brows rose. “Is

with her arms crossed across her chest. “What

don’t matter. What

Kathleen urged and moved to take her favorite

attention was pulled to Ryder approaching them,

eyes narrowed. “Mr. Macari, are you converting

took these for me,” Samuel replied

Johnson, why don’t you make

hands,” said Samuel. Ryder had been grating

said, “Do it yourself, Ryder. I only did it for Samuel because he’s

nice. If only I had been